It’s right around midnight as the dog and I sit here channel surfing. Trying to breathe is taking up a lot of my energy. I haven’t been able to do any writing the past few days. This cold’s about wiped me out. I’m on my fourth box of Kleenex since Wednesday. Blech. I had no idea the human body could snuffle in so many different ways. I feel like a Heffalump.
On the upside, I’ve been able to make a few notes for a couple of different scenes. I should be able to work on them in a day or so. Apparently werewolves are horrified by dogs being kept as pets. Especially when they’ve been neutered. We’ll see what they do about it.
Off to find more Kleenex. (sneeze)